I dreamt I was an old lady detective, solving crimes.
Which was new. I don't think I've been an old lady before.
It started with a swim though, in a very twisted part of the dream I think may have been partially inspired by Eminem's Godzilla music video, and/or an Alice in Chains live performance of pain that I watched yesterday (Love Hate Love). It's the song with the 'peel the skin of your face' and 'in my sick head' references and all (and a ton of emotion, really, impressive)...
So that's what I was listening to before I went to sleep. Great songs the both of those, but they do have somewhat sinister themes. That may impact dreams.
In the dream family members were going against each other.
I'm not sure who was going after who, but there was actively talk of killing people, and getting away with it, though I'm not sure of the reason... We had arrived at a mansion-type building at the top of a steep, slanting grassy green slope - I think by boat - and as we neared the house we realized that things were about to start going down for real.
I didn't want to be a part of it.
I made my way to the road instead, maybe to flee this debacle, and then I made my way through the woods, down to the water, and we swam away.
At this point it wasn't just me, but also my sister and brother - maybe others? I was holding a book, swimming difficultly as to not let the pages get wet, because for some reason this book was important. It was a central part of the whole operation. It was why everything was as it was, and why were finally escaping, and why we felt relieved - safe with the book in our hands - though I'm not sure why.
It looked a bit like the slightly worn and yellowed Clive Cussler novel I've had in my backpack for a while now. The Chase. Great read.
I think I did feel a little threatened by my kin on the swim though.
They closed in on me occasionally, in a playful way, yet it made me swim a little closer to the shoreline as we swam onward.
We were swimming the full length of a lake. It was a long swim. The sun shone and the shoreline consisted of sloping hills with thick greenery - save for an open shoreline at the very end, the canopies of the trees somewhat shadowing the open land.
And I was wearing a fleece sweater. A worn black and blue one I commonly wear indoors while I sit by the computer, with broken pocket zippers and SPORT texted in large letters on the front.
So that was the swim. I'm not sure how it went. The way to that mansion I think we were traveling by boat - possibly by hovercraft...
Moments later I was the old lady (not that old - middle-aged maybe - though with a calm, cheery and old-like demeanor... and graying hair), and I was in a small town, that reminded me of the Wild West, also on a slope.
It was pretty big. It was really more like a city, though the part of it that I started out in was smaller, and consisted mostly of wooden housing.
I was there to get to the bottom of something. Something bad had happened. Not sure what.
I talked to a bartender, who was very forthcoming but also avoiding.
He didn't reveal anything.
I asked about something that was broken and he said it had to be replaced with a very advanced sounding item, that he clearly came up with on the spot just to avoid suspicions, but though he clearly was suspicious I realized I could not do much there, so I left... a band of hooligans swept into the city around this time, but a (corrupt, I believe) Sheriff kept them at bay, saying I was there, and they'd best keep calm until I left.
Later on I was by a pond, partially covered with ice, or mist. I searched for a body who had crashed into the lake in a car, and I found it.
He seemed dead - the person I was with proclaimed - but I had certain skills with acupuncture, and I wiggled a needle somewhere around his throat area (been listening to vocal coaching videos too recently - lots of focus on the larynx - that might explain this bit) and suddenly he seemed stable again! He was going to wake up!
And it's around this point that I woke up from my dream.
There was a bit more to it. I was riding in a jeep towards said lake with said companion a little earlier - maybe we were chasing the guy who crashed into the lake... and I'm sure there were more nuances to our conversation, but this is all I recall.
I woke up and got up quick and I'm a little stressed today, so the memories fade quick, but it really was an interesting dream...
Different. A bit like The Glass Onion Mystery. A bit like Scream.
A bit like some odd mix of all aforementioned references and potential inspiration sources that only my mind could connect and concoct.
Wonder if I'll ever dream of being an old lady again...
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Well.... that was an interesting dream. Mine are little crazier.
Even crazier than this? XD Do tell... if you'd like to! Curious.
Well, here's one.
I was at wedding with my girlfriend/boyfriend who was cube and suddenly he/she/they exploded and wedding was over.
After that dream I woke up and started thinking about what's wrong with me.
(YES!!! This is actually a real dream.)
Wooah man you were not exaggerating!!! XD I wonder if I'll dream anything similar tonight hmm, now that you've told this story...
Any idea where that all came from? Played Minecraft recently maybe?
FYI I don't think that means anything's wrong with you, possibly a sign of a vivid imagination if you can't trace the source of it all. ;) Which seems like a good thing! Intriguing dream...